Chapter 4509

The old man suddenly pulled away from the defense wall in front of him and blew out a deep purple thunder light with one hand.

Angry thunder rushed to roar, and a large interwoven ray covered Mo Lian's body, like a large net of thousands of silk tapers, completely enveloped the cold looking young royal highness.

"Now?" Mo Lian opened her mouth in a cold voice, shaking her body slightly, and then she broke the thunder net that was bound to her body.

The dark moon is in the hand, and a raging black fire suddenly counterattacks the past. With the voice of the man, it rises in the sky lightly, "now it's still the existence that you can't resist."

"Boom!" The old man's face was heavy, and he quickly stepped back a few steps, with his hands crossed in front of him.

Suddenly, a black fire was burning in front of him, and he burned his two sleeves in an instant.

Two black marks were burned on the arm.

However, his body and skin were not seriously damaged by his God's respect for his early accomplishments.

What's the matter?

There was an incredible glimmer in the old man's eyes.

The young man in front of him clearly has a very unstable breath. Even though there is a faint breath of divine reverence, it is obvious that he has not stabilized his own state.

It should be said that it was something in him that made his realm soar, and the young man didn't integrate well with it.

What a monster!

In that case, it's better to take what he has.

Since he doesn't cherish such a treasure at all, what else can he do with it?

"Want to rob?" The ink lotus thought is exquisite, knows well, what person in front of him a tiny look wave, he can infer his thought.

I think it's funny.

I have never seen such a greedy man, even if he is unstable?

Can still crush you old man!

Deep in the crown prince's eyes, there are two black lotus patterns flowing. He raises his hand, and there is a black lotus mark in his palm.

With a sudden step, people flashed through the void like thunder, and immediately walked to master Muyang. With a palm containing the ancient holy power, they clapped him on the shoulder.

"Let alone teach you how to be a man! If you don't have strength, don't ask Xiao to think about other people's things! "

Mou Yang subconsciously raised his hand to resist, and his hands touched his heart with a thump.

Just listen to the sound of "click", his body was broken by a clap!

Suddenly, the huge force lifted him down from the sky, covered his shoulder with his palm, photographed him from the top, and smashed him face down into the array.

Everyone opened their mouths in amazement.

Zhuang was so shocked that he almost fell to the ground.

Others don't know what master Muyang did, but he knows it clearly.

This master mouyang is one of the best guests in Feitian hall.

With his accomplishments, he was photographed from above with a slap from his royal highness.

Who else can resist this?

Old Zhuang was cold all over, and the whole person couldn't help shivering.

People have quickly moved to Mu Xiaoxue's side and said to her in a low voice, "Miss, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. We must leave at once."

"Er, poof." Mou Yang spits out a mouthful of blood. Before he can react, he feels his shoulders sink.

This young royal highness, Wu Yue sword runs through his shoulder and directly nails him to the ground.

"Use your blood to build this picture. Will it work better?"